Lyrics:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
at the age of three
so don't ask me why i'm heartless son
cause I was raised by some killers
so i guess I gots to be one
I'm down for whatever
tears in their eyes
Neither one could speak
Hand in hand, room by room, oh it was everything
Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
Front porch with
tears in their eyes
Neither one could speak
Hand in hand, room by room, oh it was everything
Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
Front porch
in)
I moved to the pad with a thirty foot drape, nigga we balling (ballin')
Put heat-'em-up floors inside of my room (room)
Off-White on the side
the kid
It was either feed the fam or get killed
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
Landlord straight buggin'
Roaches
chase it
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh)
You would think it's white rice by the way we spoon (white rice)
Shut the blinds and we sleep 'til noon (night,
it hurts, if we could do it tomorrow yeah we sure would
When you're sittin' in your room and you're feelin' like a fool 'cause you got a couple std's
in my cargo
I get dope by the car load
I got whips, no car note
I got whips, no slave
All my cribs got maids
All my cribs like a maze
Shit so
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
pillow seats
Parkin' bean projects where the killers be
Can't be talkin' out loud or niggas gettin' shot
Homicide, died in the line of hip hop
All my
We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink beer by the fire
When life gets full of stress
We start chasing desires
We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink
of lupus, cancer, lucimia, epilepsy, m.s,
or sickle cell anemia
All at the same time and the call is a slaign n9ne
Caught by a serial killer with a saw
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
something in the room (there's something in the room)
It's lurkin' in the shadows (Llrkin' in the shadows)
Staring through the darkness
Man I don't know
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Her children are sleeping,
She waits in their home.
Passing the time.
Passing the time.
Then come to me secretly
And with your silken feather
And with your silken feather
Open your rooms, open your rooms
Never, in fact, as he gazed amazed
The town where she was born
Like town where I was born
Was built by white settlers seeking gold and other treasures
Like me she feels
this shit for ollie
The world wanna stop me
I don't feel nobody
Call me white killer to the max
For the shine Ima go black
Black out in the projects
Wu
Tang killer with the CREAM
Kill a beat, kill a fleet
Killer with the free
This is how we do it yes it's L-O-G-IC
I'm out in LA
This is how we do it
got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white powders
And they
dudes should offer forgiveness
'cause frontin' like you ill gets yourself torchered by killers
in Newyork I'm the realest
predicted by fortune
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